Who am I? How could I tell you if I, myself, am still figuring that out. Lets begin with the obvious. I am a human being, male at 27 years of age (as of writing this bio). More then that . . . I am a series of events. However, this makes very little distinction from anyone else. I am part revolutionary, part pacifist, part hippie, part computer geek, part metal head, part drifter, part idealistic dreamer, part realistic cynic, part recluse, part socialite. I am shy and bold and full of contradictions. I have always come into conflict with the established reality, demanding that I conform. I must always be true to myself, who ever that is. I still do not know how that makes me any different then anyone else, but somehow I am.
For my own reasons, I must earn a MFA in creative writing, and I don't care how long it takes me. What I do know, is that the times in my life I was not writing I was drenched in depression, and the times I was writing I had purpose. Words, letters, and sounds rule havoc upon my mind, yet they fascinate me. I must share my universe with the world, and I don't know why.
fishbowl42's Genres: Leftist, Journalism, Essays, Speculative Fiction, Poetry, Non-Fiction, Flash Fiction
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